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in a car underwater, with time to kill [Thursday, May 24th @ 1:56pm]
[ mood | sore ]
[ music | ex - models - it's okay i don't feel like a shit head ]

I've, so far, spent every single day this week at le gym. Okay, so that's only 3 days, but today my body has said NO MORE CHLORINE, as I have a headache, and a sore throat of epic proportions.

However, when I was swimming yesterday, I was thinking about pool etiquette, given the fact that I get "pool rage" fairly regularly- I like to swim my 1km (and rising) every day, and I don't like people acting like asshats in the pool. So... my pool rules for well-being.

1. Stick to your "lane".
2. Do not ninja somebody else's "lane". Swimming in a straight line is not difficult.
3. If you are an uber-fast swimmer, please swim in the "fast swimmer's" lane.
4. If you are unbelievably chunky, please do not divebomb into the gymnasium pool next to me.
5. Do not divebomb at all.
6. Control your children. If I wanted to exercise surrounded by screaming children, I would have become a primary school teacher.
7. Do not take up half the pool space.
8. Swim vertically.
9. Please use a stroke that does not splash all and sundry - breaststroke is preferred.
10. If you MUST use backstroke, please watch where you are going.
11. The jacuzzi is not a pool, so please don't sit in it for hours, especially if you are going to do so with your children, as those of us who are actually exercising would probably like to use it.
12. SPEEDOS / FAT WOMEN IN BIKINIS = NO.

So, ranting aside, I've clearly been spending too much time at the gym. I don't feel any thinner though. *sigh* But I want to be slimmer and hawter for the Manchester Evening News Diary Bash that I'm going to - it's like one of *the* celebrity parties for the North West.

I hope people from Hollyoaks are there. Then I can be starstruck.

make your mark on a darkened dance floor

Fashion is made to become unfashionable. [Thursday, May 17th @ 10:21pm]
[ mood | devious ]
[ music | the decemberists - here i dreamt i was an architect ]

I've spent the last few days embroiled in as many PR publications I could get my hands on, various websites regarding how to further improve my CV, and varying company websites (of doom).

However, the problem with intensive job-searching, is this:

the more time I spend on the internet, the more breaks I take whilst on the internet (if that makes any sense at all). I.E. I spend a large amount of time surfing sites that are not relevant to any form of career enhancement at all.

Men have pr0n.
Women, or at least most of the women I know and love, have online shopping, or worse: online window shopping.

Window shopping is so much more dangerous with the internet, you can see items that you would love to purchase, but aren't put off by the fact that you can touch the material and therefore be put off by its repulsive cheap texture. You can't try it on there and then for the added "thrill" that turns out to be the fact that the fluorescent orange mini-skirt that looked so hip on the alabaster mannequin actually makes you look like you have three asscheeks, sitting on a pair of treetrunk legs.

However, there are a couple of pros to online window shopping. If like me, you're an avid dieter and want some instant inspiration as to why you shouldn't eat that chocolate eclair, simply access net-a-porter, click on your designer of choice, et voila! The sight of a size 0 model strutting around in "your" Rocha dress is enough to curb the greatest of eclair cravings, regardless of whether you intend to buy the dress or not.

What websites do you guys and gals use for online (window or not) shopping? Asides from the specific fashion houses, my favourites are net-a-porter, asos, topshop online, brandneusense and yoox.

001 met me where the sweat descends
make your mark on a darkened dance floor

Southern Accents <3 [Sunday, May 13th @ 8:22pm]
[ mood | contemplative ]
[ music | Echo And The Bunnymen - The Killing Moon ]

Jen got into business school! Fricking awesome news- she'll be sticking around here in Manchester!

I wrote a long post about Matthew McConaughey's short arms, and LOST, but after reading it over, it was mainly just articulated drooling. So, in conclusion: The Wedding Planner made me cry, like most films featuring Matthew McConaughey [I refuse to believe he's gay, it would just ruin it for me] and therefore I am a total softie [gogo image], and men from the Southern States of America are hot [Sawyer's accent + sexy appearance = win.]

Apart from


Sleepy Hollow at 9pm on E4. Again, Johnny Depp is from the Southern States. I think I'd better book that holiday.

[Monday, December 18th @ 3:13am]
[ music | x-ray specs ]

I know I resolved to write more, but I haven't. Thus, I SUCK.

Not that many of you noticed anyway ;D

Gregory proposed to me last night...

...

...

...THAT we move to Oxford.

I said hell yes.

The reason I'm up so late is that I'm jobhunting.

Why do so many employers want me to have two referees? If I don't put a tutor down, it's obvious I slacked, and if I do put a tutor down, well, here's the kind of reference I get:

"Fa is very lazy, never turned up, never handed in anything on time, never really bothered, but by some miracle managed to get a 2:1, and therefore is an undeserving little sod."

But more eloquently, with more polysyllabic words.

And probably not "sod."

>_>

ERM.

What is everybody doing? I can't trawl through months on end of LJ stuff, so if you could update me here, I'd like, love you.

I saw The Pogues last night. They were wicked. Although, unsurprisingly, I couldn't decipher 99% of what Shane McGowan was saying.

make your mark on a darkened dance floor

sad things have to happen sometimes. [Friday, July 28th @ 2:25pm]
[ mood | crushed ]

random update.

i'm just feeling pretty low, really.

somebody who i considered my best friend in first and most of second year appears to want nothing to do with me anymore and i have no idea why. i've been trying to meet up with this person all year, but he never seems to want anything to do with me anymore - he has a new circle of friends, some of whom i know for a fact dislike me, and, despite multiple "let's do something" agreements over my final year in oxford, he always managed to cancel or "get sick". so i wrote a facebook message a few days ago, saying that i was sad that we'd never got to see each other before i left and that his friendship had meant a lot to me. did i get a reply? nope.

i just can't see how people can be so hurtful, and change so much. he obviously isn't the same person i was best friends with two years ago. i hate losing friends that mean so much to me, and i hate that i can't just let it go without getting ridiculously upset.

003 met me where the sweat descends
make your mark on a darkened dance floor

[Thursday, July 13th @ 12:54pm]
[ mood | internet! rejoice! ]
[ music | itunes you bastard open! ]

SOOOOO i've not been online because my phone line went funny in the lightning storms t'other weekend, but I have surprisingly little to update people on apart from the biggie that I GOT A 2:1! And nobody was more shocked than I. Except perhaps Lucy, who told me her future advice to students is to see as little as possible of her ;)

But yeah, life is good and it's my sister's birthday tomorrow so may well drag myself out to fifth ave. Ho-hum.

After a week of relative boredom, i've been inundated with invitations out. i'm poor dammit =[

also my itunes is refusing to open =\ this displeases me.

congrats to everybody else who's got their results! due to massive backlog i've not had chance to check everybody's pages, but i've checked everybody who's got results and well done! everybody appears to have done grand =)

002 met me where the sweat descends
make your mark on a darkened dance floor

[Monday, June 19th @ 1:46am]
[ mood | nervous ]
[ music | A Nightingale Sang in Berkerley Square - Tony Bennett ]

Thought I'd write a quickie-ish update as i've not written one in ages, and yeah...like...yeah...

Saw the Goo Goo Dolls in London avec ma soeur. It was fricking fantastic, and we saw Robbie and John (separately) hanging around before the gig. I swear, that Rzeznik is actually the sexiest man on the planet, aside from being one of the best frontmen in the verrrld.

SO the setlist, for those of you that like those things:Read more... )

Although it was possibly the best gig i've ever been to, it wasn't the best gig i could have ever been to. if that makes any sense. they could have played MORE. and actually something from "A Boy Named Goo" or "Superstar Carwash". I mean, I know they had an album to promote and all, but bah!

Not really been upto much as i've been feeling a bit ill recently, blah blah blaaah and most Manchester friends are either still in term (yup, rncm doesn't finish til JULY insania) or are dahhhh saaaarf. going to reading for the first weekend of july for one of felix's mammoth parties though, so will get to see him and my beloved coop. how i miss her =[ and everybody else. home is boring.

i've brushed out all the backcombing in my hair, and about half of my hair came out with it. i feel bald and flat of head. don't like it.

job interview tomorrow at airtours for a role as a commercial analyst. i would like the job because HI AMAZING BENEFITS PACKAGE (including CHEAP holidays - seriously, like 50quid for a week's break) and HI MONEY. but i'm also not too bothered because the salary isn't that amazing (14-15k), and it's in Rochdale. ew. also, i know absolutely nothing about finances. so it looks highly unlikely that i'll get it. OH WELLLL.

HOW IS EVERYBODY ELSE?

LOVE TO MA PHILIPPE.

004 met me where the sweat descends
make your mark on a darkened dance floor

as for me, i am watercolour. i wash off. [Saturday, June 3rd @ 12:35am]
[ mood | nostalgic ]
[ music | the goo goo dolls - what a scene ]

i have been verrrrry quiet of late. oh goshlings. oh i like that phrase, it's very twee, i shall use it more in current conversation.

SO i finished last week, it were great, we all got drunk, but i was so tired from my night of hard revision that i left the cellar after about 30 minutes and came home to bed! NICE ONE. weekend was spent ill so i couldn't see anybody that i wanted to see, but i think they all understood.

monday was my last night in oxford and i couldn't have asked for a better send-off - a few of my favourite people (and their favourite people) came over to mine, we drank, headed to the pt, fi, joe and i ended up at felix's, and then at mine, throwing waffles out of windows and erm i woke up to answer the door to my parents who had assumed that 3 of us had been in bed together, with pizza on my forehead.

it was a weird night.

i cried on tuesday.

big brother is soooo good.

goo goo dolls tomorrow - but that means i r missing teh party of martin. siberia with steph on wednesday.

my sister may start dating a guy older than me - nick griffin who actually dated my best friend at school, whilst we were at school. HOW ODD.

so it looks like i'm back in bury life. it's odd.

make your mark on a darkened dance floor

[Thursday, May 25th @ 2:40am]
[ mood | apathetic ]
[ music | snow patrol - ways and means ]

SOOOO i am on the caffeine in a wholehearted attempt to revise, well there's no real RE about it so rather i'm attempting to VISE, the Romantics.

i'm going SO slowly, it's not even funny. thank god for pro+ and diet coke.

i think because it's the last exam, i have all this motivation to get the work done, just not done QUICKLY.

(gets skates on)

IN LESS THAN 10 HOURS I WILL (hopefully) BE A GRADUATE!

003 met me where the sweat descends
make your mark on a darkened dance floor

[Friday, May 19th @ 1:22pm]
[ mood | drained ]

didn't have time to revise jonson last night and had a semi-breakdown.

only had half an hour's sleep.

but the exam was surprisingly fine.

am well pissed off i didn't get to do jonson as a satirist though BECAUSE IT CAME UP. i managed to work in my eloquence essay though to a completely inappropriate question.

i have a horrible feeling i didn't specify, with my last question (which was a pile of tripe), whether i was doing part a and b. and as they are similar i'm a bit worried, so i'm ringing college for help soon.

god i am so tired.

and WHY are all the exams that i've expected to be DIRE turning out only semi-dire? and WHY did the one i expected be able to do turn out to be horrific?

WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD?

001 met me where the sweat descends
make your mark on a darkened dance floor

jesus where the fuck is my pro plus? [Thursday, May 18th @ 3:51pm]
[ mood | exhausted ]
[ music | busted - air hostess ]

WEEEEELL commentary wasn't too bad, although i traditionally fucked up my timing so my first one was double the length of the second. d'oh. luckily it's not a case that the second one was abysmally short, the first was just really really long.

i have so much to do today i may actually die - read several jonson plays, noting violence / the comic (satire & festival wooo =\), go over blason and learn some quotes for that, revise religion.

OH JOY.

and i've only had like one hour's sleep. ballllls.

but i MUST NOT SLEEP until i've done jonson.

woohooo i've found the pro plus. all is not lost.

make your mark on a darkened dance floor

[Thursday, May 18th @ 2:44am]
[ mood | stressed ]
[ music | monsters are waiting - ha ha ]

today's exam was much better than yesterday's thank fuck.

although i was late and sauntered in as everybody else was opening their booklets. hahaha.

came back, pissed about, SLEPT FOR FIVE HOURS, pissed about some more and am currently going through my texts just so i'm aware where things ARE within the texts so i can contextualise them in commentary tomorrow.

i was looking at old commentary papers, and apparently, people used to have to translate middle english passages into idiomatic current english. i well would have preferred to do that.

i'm so glad it's nearly the end of the week, after tomorrow's exam i will have done the three exams i was most worried about (theory, and the two middle englishes), and surprisingly they are the ones that have gone, well not so much okay as NOT AWFULLY.

i'm actually weirdly looking forward to next week's papers =\

NOT looking forward to renaissance on friday though as i've not done anywhere near enough. fuck fuck FUCK. i need to learn representations of the female body, religion AND read jonson's plays and learn about those. ah gash gash gash.

make your mark on a darkened dance floor

[Monday, May 15th @ 8:43pm]
[ mood | lethargic ]
[ music | corrie ]

SO it was the first final exam today.

It wasn't absolutely horrific.

Hopefully I'll get more sleep before Shakespeare. Whoever decided it was a good idea to put exams every morning FIVE DAYS IN A ROW needs a serious smack.

Oh well, soon it will be over and I can get really REALLY drunk.

Today I have done an exam, gone to tesco, read More! magazine, slept [having only had 2 and a half hours last night due to too much caffeine] and watched the Monday 90 minute soap-a-thon.

Ben in Eastenders is such a little tosser, I hope Courtney knocks his block off.

Now for the Moors Murders programme. I'm such a good finalist, me.

God, I cannot wait til Friday afternoon, and four blissful days of non-exams [or four nasty days of revision, depending on how you look at it.]

004 met me where the sweat descends
make your mark on a darkened dance floor

[Saturday, May 13th @ 10:25pm]
[ mood | calm ]
[ music | from first to last - mothersound ]

SO instead of going out and shooby-doo-wopping with most of you lovely people, what am I doing instead? Revising? NO. I had a sleep. And now it's nearly half ten. So I really should get on with something. Oh the joy - for paper one I'm doing genre, standard & non-standard english, and english as a literary language.

how exciting.

this has, otherwise, been an okay week, apart from dislocating my knee on monday, which still fricking wrecks. narc on wednesday was, as usual, dead good, made even more so by the loverly company that dragged me out - i.e. het &dewi.

does anybody know if it will be acceptable for me to wear a blank tank over my white shirt, sub-fusc wise?

even though i don't know anywhere NEAR enough, i'm actually getting quite "bring-it-on" about finals. roll on monday. [i'm actually in total denial - if i stopped to think about the severity of the situation, i would probably throw myself out of the window. denial is a preferable state.]

if i eat any more pineapple, i may become one.

003 met me where the sweat descends
make your mark on a darkened dance floor

[Monday, May 8th @ 2:35pm]
[ mood | blah ]
[ music | jewel - pieces of you ]

this weekend was a bit strange.

hmmmmmmm.

saw suitable case for treatment on friday - they were fucking immense. then went to somerville bop [and reminisced about gill's birthday bop in 2nd year], but didn't hang around to get pissed in indie corner because i was stressed about, well, everything, and le coop and i headed back to new and chilled out. and ranted about life.

i can't remember what i did on saturday. oh yes. greg and i rambled into town, harrassed laura in lush for a bit, she gave us lots of free stuff [i love the flying fox. SO MUCH]. in the evening i zombied up because i was so bored:





kim called yesterday - i miss her sooo much! but she's coming to leeds fest with our crew now. awesome.

last night was really funny, greg and i just randomly decided to get ratted in his room, and somehow we managed to waste like almost 5 hours. we're going to vegas together in october. i have visions of us getting drunk and actually getting married. i will never find a better husband, i suppose.

i must get on with stuff - i told jen i'd be at hers half an hour ago. oops. and tonight le coop and i are going to dance away our troubles and i get to see my brooksies. wooooo.

OH AND I'M WELL PISSED OFF CUZ HOT CHIP ARE PLAYING ON MONDAY AND THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL I CAN GO.

fucking finals.

004 met me where the sweat descends
make your mark on a darkened dance floor

hear her calling. [Wednesday, May 3rd @ 11:40pm]
[ music | placebo - peeping tom ]

saturday = boat party. it was a lot more fun than i expected, although due to wearing my ridiculously high shoes that i usually reserve for narc and therefore lack of drinking, there was much falling over. my knee still hurrrrts. i'm a birrova gimp.

gayve came up on sunday and we spent most of the day together. i left him to go and get a shower and stuff, and returned to him two hours later to find him practically paraletic. he passed out in bc's room. OOPS. because it was throwing it down and therefore mud was guaranteed in port meadow, tj and i went to the pt. the team girl was out in force, plus lots of the brooksies that i'd not seen in ages.

vertigo last night was fricking immense. bit empty towards the end which was a shame, because felix & tj's set was awesome. not that i had influenced their choice of songs at all, cough... it was a fairly dramatic night, including some girl tongue-raping me [and i mean against my will] in the ladies. NOICE =\

today i went to reading. and decided that i actually really like reading.

002 met me where the sweat descends
make your mark on a darkened dance floor

[Saturday, April 29th @ 1:44am]
[ mood | chipper ]
[ music | taking back sunday - make damn sure ]

the last few days have been awesome. they just have...i don't usually feel this content...!?

thursday = the horrors. the slits & the ivories were also good, but the horrors are damn amazing. then we dashed to the cellar for the last hour. it was a really good night.

twas bc's birthday today (and my dad's) and we had a party at new and got a little happy.

tomorrow = boat party avec le coop. sunday = brief outing with gayve and do a fuckload of work.

i'm fucked off because my ipod has gone insane and now when i turn it on i get a bizarre ipod/exclamation point icon.

i hate fights. especially when fighting gives the impression to the fightee that you give a damn, as opposed to being somebody who, simply, likes to win arguments.

i miss my ensuite. at least it's seb living there, i.e. a friend of mine as opposed to some person i could actually bitch about and feel little remorse.

i heart the new tbs. ennit.

i'm generally confused about everything and everybody. at least you livejournally people don't [on the whole] cause me any stress =]

i have utilised sentences that commence with "i" far too often in this entry . therefore, i conclude that i am self-obsessed. oh well, somebody's gotta be.

make your mark on a darkened dance floor

[Thursday, April 20th @ 8:11am]
[ music | gogol bordello - start wearing purple ]

just a quickie to say phone is up and running - got a 7360 in the end, in coffee brown as they didn't have my sex phone anymore at orange full stop. have the same number, but haven't managed to transfer all the numbers yet, so if you text me and i'm like "who is this?", that's why.

revision going ok.

am in the cutest room ever in isis. IT HAS A SLOPED CEILING. but i miss my ensuite. greg is now in isis too. best thing ever? almost. we could have been neighbours if durface here hadn't requested a "quiet" room.

cellar tonight. yurrrhuh.

009 met me where the sweat descends
make your mark on a darkened dance floor

[Wednesday, April 19th @ 2:54am]
[ mood | tired ]
[ music | Goo Goo Dolls - Think About Me ]

Tonight I have written two entries.

And deleted them both before posting them.

I obviously have a lot to say. Hmm.

Back in Oxshite now. Want to go back to Manchester, to nice clubs, cheaper beer, and pretty boys.

OH MY PHONE IS BROKEN. SO IF ANYBODY'S TRIED CALLING OR TEXTING ME TODAY - I HAVE NO IDEA THAT YOU'VE DONE THAT SO COMMENT ME, OR CATCH ME ON MSN OR MYSPACE / FACEBOOK. hopefully getting a new one tomorrow, if oxford orange have it in.

make your mark on a darkened dance floor

[Tuesday, April 11th @ 2:12pm]
[ music | gwen stefani - bubble pop electric ]

le weekend was fabulous. greg, bc, ben and i went to plastic surgery at the late lounge, and it were greeaaaat. some random guy bought us ALL drinks, even the boys.

photos to follow on facebook.

watched "the rules of attraction" on sunday - amazing film, i must read the book.

bc and i saw orlando bloom in town yesterday, near paperchase. we got very excited.

my WOW subscription is currently run out, i can't update it until student loan day, which is friday, and then i'm back in oxford on tuesday, so there is no real point.

i discovered today that MAC is available online, this pleases me.

tomorrow [hopefully] i am acquiring my new phone [thank you orange upgrades] - I r getting the nokia 7370:

008 met me where the sweat descends
make your mark on a darkened dance floor

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